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My Mom's Run-on Sentence Over the Phone Today
Hello my daughter, how are you--
I'm sick and life is hard
I think it’s better to die
Than end up in a nursing home,
And having them deal with my sh*t
I think of jumping in a cold lake sometimes
But don’t worry, I’ll keep drinking that tea
From Africa, keeps me trucking
I may die soon, but my daughter--
Grab dirt wherever you fall
Get up and get certain
That you will succeed
That life will be better than this--
Men will come and go
Don’t focus on them
Don’t tell me oh you went and had fun
With your boyfriend--
If you work hard
Keep smiling and take good care of
Yourself, keep your head up
Things will come your way--
No one will really care about you
And love you, above himself
Your looks won’t last, you’ll age soon
And life is hard when you’re alone--
But people are really looking for you
To take care of them
So living with them and living without them
Are both hard, the same--
If you owe money
Don’t spend anything
Tell yourself you don’t deserve to eat lunch
If necessary
and pay them off first
Everyone will be in debt sometime
But don’t make that a life’s habit
Like Americans--
Raise your children to be honest
Hard-working
More people will kick you down when
You’re down and suffering--
It’s just like that with animals
The old, sick and the suffering animals
Get eaten by the wolves
So be strong
It’s a vicious world
Don’t pull your punches
Give it all you’ve got--
Oh and I’m glad you like the sweater
I knitted for you, no don't put it away
Wear it
I suffered 3 weeks to knit it
Don't hide it--
Look pretty, dress well,
And be beautiful just the way you are,
My daughter--
Good-Bye.
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